Hey guys! Thanks for still reading! I know this one is a little later than usual, but again, blame my teachers! Or you can blame my friends for distracting me while trying to do my homework so that it takes longer and I cant write... or you could just blame me, I guess! Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter, I tried to fill it with delicious Channy-ness especially for you guys! Enjoy!
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Chapter Twenty-Seven
When we got to Chad's house, he was grinning wildly and I was blushing furiously. I never understood why he could be so unembarrassed about everything! How he managed to get all those innuendo's from an innocent conversation I will never understand. He got out of the car and walked around to open the door for me, since I was still struggling with my seatbelt.
"Looks like it likes being in the hole, Sonshine…"
"Chad! Shut up! I mean it, you're driving me mad!"
"With lust." I glared at him, but he just smirked right back, not even flinching.
Sighing, I got out of the car and stomped to his front door. Well, it used to be his front door, now it was just his front…gap. I stopped, staring, all of the memories flooding back. I jumped in surprise when I felt Chad's hand on my shoulder.
"You okay Sonshine?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, just nervous. Last time we were here…"
"I know Sonshine, I know." He wrapped his arm around me from behind and slowly lead me through the door and into the lounge. When we got in there, he moved to pull away, but I twisted around and grabbed him. Forcing our lips together in a passionate kiss, I smiled. I was so glad I had let him explain, this was much better than being at home with mom.
He pushed me back so I landed on the couch, and straddled my waist. I moaned at the feel of his body on mine. He took that as an opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. I knew I should probably stop, but I couldn't bring myself to pull away. He was like a drug; no matter how much I have, I always want more.
"Sonny?" he asked, breaking the kiss. I looked at him questioningly; the only sound our heavy breathing and the 'tick tock' of the clock in the corner of the room.
"Do you want me to put a movie on?" I knew he was only trying to make sure he didn't push me into something I didn't want to do, but I was kind of pissed at him for ruining the moment.
"Sure." I sighed. He smiled lightly, running his fingers through his hair as he stood up and walked across the room. He looked a little shaky. I could hardly believe that I would ever make a guy, especially a guy like Chad, shaky, but apparently I could.
"Okay, we've got Jurassic Park, Godzilla, King Kong…" he trailed off when he saw my face.
"Really, Chad, really? Do I detect a theme here?"
"So what if I like monster movies? I am a guy, in case you didn't notice!"
"Oh trust me, I noticed." I smiled, and he shook his head, laughing.
"Good. That's good." He chuckled.
"So, are you honestly trying to tell me you don't have a secret stash of chick flicks?"
"Well…I may have a copy of Marley and Me lying around somewhere…and my aunt has the complete collection of Tom Cruise."
"Oh my gosh! Does she have Cocktail?" I squealed. That had to be my all-time favourite movie. Tom Cruise is just so…Tom Cruise! I love him!
"Probably, in the kitchen." I looked at him, confused.
"Why would it be in there?"
"Well, duh! I'm assuming they're in the drinks cupboard. Sex on the Beach or-"
"No! I meant the movie, donut!"
"What movie?"
"The movie, Cocktail. The one with Tom Cruise in it. It's the best movie in the world! Tom Cruise is the second most gorgeous guy on the planet! He's hotter than Taylor Lautner!"
"Wait, isn't he, like, really old now?"
"Who, Taylor? No."
"No, I mean Tom Cruise."
"Oh, yeah, he's pretty old, but when he was younger…"
"Oh, well, on second thoughts, I have a feeling my aunt might not want us to watch her DVD's…"
"Chad!"
"Okay!" he huffed, turning to walk over to the door. I counted to five, and he turned around.
"Wait. Didn't you say he was the second most gorgeous guy on the planet?"
"Yup."
"Well…"
"Well what?"
"Well…who's the first?"
"Duh. You, you donut."
"Aw, Sonshine, I'm touched."
"Hey, I'm only saying that because we're dating, so I'm kind of obligated to say it…"
"Really, Sonny, really?" he smirked, but this time, I just smirked back. He started walking towards me when I nodded, and I stood my ground.
"Yes, Chad, really."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to change your mind." He grinned, grabbing me around the waist and kissing me roughly. I pulled away, feeling slightly dizzy already.
"What about the movie?" I whispered, breathless.
"Screw the movie. I want to give you a tour…of my bedroom." He grinned evilly, kissing me forcefully again.
"I'm supposed to be Hollywood's good girl, right?" I asked. He looked surprised, but answered anyway.
"Yeah, I guess."
"So is it bad that I didn't even feel the slightest bit embarrassed by what you just said? 'Cause it kinda turned me on…"
He smiled, grabbing my hand and practically running out of the room.
"Nah, Sonshine, it's not bad at all."
We got to a room with a huge gold star on the door-typical Chad-and he pushed it open. Dragging me inside, he slammed it shut and pulled me up against him, kissing me again.
"Am I the most gorgeous guy on the planet now?" he asked, between kisses to my jaw and neck.
"Maybe…" I breathed.
"How about now?" he asked, slipping his hands underneath my top and up my back. I shivered.
"Possibly…"
"Now?" he asked again, dragging my shirt over my head.
"Yes. Definitely." I giggled, running my hands through his hair. He growled.
"Don't touch the hair. You haven't earned that right yet."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes really."
"Oh. Well, in that case, I think I'll just leave…"
"Can I touch 'the Hair'?" I smirked, knowing full well that he would give in.
"Fine." He sighed reluctantly.
"Fine." I replied.
"Good."
"Good!"
"So, are we good?"
"Oh, we are so good." I replied. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed him again, slowly guiding him towards the huge blue bed. Suddenly I was nervous again, but I knew what to expect now. And I knew it probably wouldn't hurt as much, if at all, this time. And I loved him, I wanted him. Screw being a 'good girl'. It's not like anyone has to know, right?
"You okay, Sonshine? Are we going too fast?"
"No, Chad, we're going to slow." I whispered in what I hoped was a seductive voice. Kissing him again, I grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it up over his head. I ran my hands down his bare chest, making him shiver. I grinned. This was where I wanted to be in ten years' time. Maybe not here exactly, but I wanted to be with Chad. In ten years, in twenty, thirty…forever.
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